Tag: mental health

Dear Kids: Part I

Posted on June 18, 2020 by heatherlauraclarke

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You will have a special name for it now, as you read this. Was the “before” called Pre-Corona, maybe? BC and AC, for Before Corona and After Corona. Maybe just “pre-2020” or “pre-pandemic.” But when it started, we didn’t know our whole world would change. It was just … early March, 2020.

Category: Mental health, Pandemic, ParentingTags: anxiety, covid-19, mental health, pandemic

What it’s been like going off my antidepressants

Posted on January 22, 2020 by heatherlauraclarke

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Heather Laura Clarke

I went off my antidepressants, and now I’m working on myself. It’s uncomfortable as hell. It’s the most difficult DIY project of my life.

Category: It's all about me, Mental healthTags: anxiety, depression, mental health

Knock knock me over

Posted on April 20, 2018 by heatherlauraclarke

I’m done with this week. Or really, I should say “this week is done with me.” It won. It beat me. I give up. Someone I love passed away, far too young, and we say good-bye to her on Tuesday. It was only the… Continue Reading “Knock knock me over”

Category: Hard times, It's all about me, Life lessons, Mental health, Mommy confession, Our Daughter, SicknessTags: anxiety, depression, mental health

I’m Heather Laura Clarke. I’m writer living in beautiful Nova Scotia, I have a 11-year-old son and a nine-year-old daughter, I married my high school sweetheart, and this is the story of my handmade life.

I have depression and anxiety, and I fight like hell every day to keep it from taking over my life. Making things isn’t just a hobby — it’s part of what keeps me alive.

Whether I’m writing novels, decorating a room, busting out my power tools to build furniture, getting muddy in the pottery studio, sewing clothes for my kids, or cross-stitching a swear word, I’m all about using my creativity to craft a life I love.

I’ve been writing this blog since 2009, so if you dig deep into the archives, you’ll meet a bright-eyed 25-year-old newlywed who was basically obsessed with having kids, buying a cozy house, and supporting herself full-time as a writer. (Spoiler alert: she got exactly what she wanted.)